Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Yemen and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Cairo and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 2001 at the first Tiga practice in a loft in Montreal.
I was working on the linndrum sounds with much patience.
I was there when Donald Fagen started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Section 25 to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Yaz. All the underground hits.
All The Cramps tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Barbara Tucker record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '90s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and a guitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Quando Quango record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your marimba and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a marimba.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Popol Vuh,
MC5,
Warren Ellis,
Eric B and Rakim,
Subhumans,
The Count Five,
Avey Tare & Kría Brekkan,
Section 25,
Robert Wyatt,
The Smiths,
OOIOO,
Ludus,
Spandau Ballet,
Unrelated Segments,
Heaven 17,
Dr. Dre and Snoop Doggy Dog,
Amon Düül II,
Hardrive,
Q65,
Dead Boys,
The Happenings,
The Birthday Party,
World's Most,
Junior Murvin,
Moebius,
Throbbing Gristle,
Easy Going,
Stiv Bators,
Ultra Naté,
The Cramps,
Qualms,
Minor Threat,
The Neon Judgement,
John Coltrane,
Excepter,
Rufus Thomas,
Vladislav Delay,
Hot Snakes,
Juan Atkins,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Gang Starr,
Al Stewart,
Angry Samoans,
Agent Orange,
This Heat,
Pylon,
the Soft Cell,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Residents,
Motorama,
The Gories,
Unwound,
Cybotron,
Cal Tjader,
The Red Krayola,
Frankie Knuckles,
Los Fastidios,
Kas Product,
Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec, Pantytec.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.